وَكَم حاسِدٍ ليَ اِنبَرى فَاِنثَنى

وَكَم حاسِدٍ ليَ اِنبَرى فَاِنثَنى

لِغُصَّةَ نَفسٍ شَجاها شَجاها

لِغُصَّةَ نَفسٍ شَجاها شَجاها

And many an envier of mine stepped forward, then withdrew,

How many envious haters have attacked me, then recoiled,

Because of the choking anguish of a soul tormented by its own sorrow.

Out of the bitterness in a soul, wounded, wounded.

وَمِن أَينَ يَسمُو لِنَيلِ العُلا

وَمِن أَينَ يَسمُو لِنَيلِ العُلا

وَما بَثَّ مالاً وَلا راشَ جاها

وَما بَثَّ مالاً وَلا راشَ جاها

And how can he rise to attain the heights,

And from where can one aspire to attain the heights,

When he has neither dispensed wealth nor bolstered standing?

When one has neither sowed wealth, nor reaped glory.